I must do one more thing for the accountant today (see tax post updated today) and then I am going to try get into the Christmas spirit and do some Chrismassy things. Merry Christmas to everyone!
Our microwave fast migration really put Christmas on the back burner for us. Fortunately we are having Christmas lunch with relatives tomorrow so that is taken care of. The tax clearance aspect forced me to put my packing and sorting out on hold too. Bit of a disaster but I reckon the tax takes priority. If I don't get around to sorting out my junk, they can ship it and I can sort it out there. Not ideal but that's the way it goes. Not so easy to sort out your tax when that side. As the one SARS lady put it, 'you don't want the Reserve Bank hunting you down.' Eeeek!
As of yesterday, I am carless and propertyless. No more bond repayments, car instalments or short-term insurance. Suddenly life seems cheaper. Debts are being extinguished, assets liquidated, policies cancelled, etc. It is weird how the emigration process strips you of all your usual things slowly but surely. Cancel this, cancel that, dump this, sell that ... and so it goes. The uprootment does feel a bit painful at times but most of the time it feels exhilarating being liberated of the trappings of one's old life. I'm looking forward to starting afresh and then hopefully living a more sensible life with a more modest car and avoiding debt. It feels so great being cash positive that I must really try keep it that way.
Sometimes I think 'what on earth are we doing???'. Giving up our lives and heading for the stinking hot desert. Then I think of Zuma and all things associated and I quickly remember why!
I hired a rental car yesterday as I still need to get about despite having sold my car. The boot of the rental was too small for baby's stroller so I swapped the rental for hubby's A4. What a treat! The car thermometer hit THIRTY SIX DEGREES yesterday. We are truly blessed as even the weather is playing along and getting us aclimatised for the desert. I wonder if 40 degrees feels much different to 36 degrees ... time will tell!